Severus Snape (delicate_power) wrote in indarkness_logs, @ 2010-10-12 18:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, 2032 10, mercedes king, severus snape |
RP: Draught of Peace
Characters: Mercy and Severus
Time/Date: Oct. 12, early evening (EQ 4.2, 5 seconds @ 7:14)
Location: Sev's room
Warnings/Rating: Low-ish
Summary: Brewing
Status: Complete
If he was trying to impress her with his brewing prowess, the Draught of Peace was probably not the way to go. Severus could make this potion in his sleep. But unlike with the Wolfsbane, he didn't think any distractions Mercy wished to provide would be disastrous. This wasn't a very forgiving brew, it was true -- especially not in the small quantity he would be making tonight -- and the last thing he wanted to do was to put Hulk into an irreversible sleep. He was confident enough in his abilities, however, that he did not think that would be a problem.
Of course, there were still the earthquakes and aftershocks to consider. He had never tried to brew amidst that particular brand of distraction, either. But still, neither he nor Lily had found any other potions one could make with these ingredients, and he had no reason to believe that the earthquakes were stop. Unless it was simply another of their captors' tricks, that was.
Severus looked up from the ingredients he was laying out when he heard the knock on the door, and he smiled broadly. He had watched his fifth years make this potion twice a year, every year, for fourteen years, but he had never looked forward to the process more than he did tonight. All right, perhaps he was looking to impress Mercy, just a little. Realistically, however, he could only hope that she wouldn't be dreadfully bored. She hadn't seemed to be bored in his company yet, of course, but that didn't mean tonight wouldn't start it off. Still, he quickly crossed the room and opened the door, still smiling.
"Good evening," he said quietly, and then stood back to let her enter.